"Probably."

Ana was worried, and he didn't have the leisure to look at the bugs.

"It's so beautiful, just like the iron flower that day."

The summer night sky is filled with stars, and the fireflies are intertwined with each other, as if floating into a long ribbon.

This glittering ribbon floats right above their heads, showing a full sense of presence.

"Why are these bugs surrounding us?"

Ana wields a torch to drive away the insects, and in the summer forest, poisonous insects and beasts are also the objects to be guarded against.

But these fireflies did not seem to be afraid of the flames at all, and still gathered around the people, and unlike the light-seeking moths, these insects were clearly flying around people.

"It's like pointing in the right direction."

One of the clansmen muttered, and after saying that, he felt that he was whimsical and ridiculous.

But Ana was moved.

That's it! He couldn't tell why, as if someone in his heart was urging him to follow the direction of the fireflies!

Arna wondered if he was crazy.

"Actually, I feel that way, too."

Not only these two people, but the other clansmen also seemed to be bewitched, and said suspiciously.

"Shall we go and see? Maybe Qianqian used this method to call us over? ”

Even if Jun Qianqian is a priest and goddess in prophecy, she often educates everyone not to be feudal superstition when she usually attends classes.

But there are too many things she can't explain, in the minds of the people, Jun Qianqian is still the omnipotent person and the messenger of heaven.

This nonsense, Anadhu is about to believe it.

"Anyway, we're going to rest for a while, just follow the fireflies to have a look, and come back again."

Very well, Ana was also said to be moved.

At the same time, Xia Lan, the priest of the Baiyan tribe, was groping on her sacrificial altar, and she was measuring every inch of the cave with her feet again.

This is where she grew up, but perhaps there is something that has been overlooked by her and the priests of the ages.

"What is this?"

Xia Lan saw a rope of animal skin in the corner of the stone wall, and she tried to remember, was there such a thing here?

She walked in and took a closer look, and found that the rope could be pulled, she thought for two seconds, picked up the rope and pulled it hard!

"Boom—"

A stone gate that had never been discovered appeared in front of him out of thin air!

"Oh my God, really?"

Xia Lan felt that everything was going well, and as soon as she thought that there might be something missing, something like this secret room appeared?

She's been looking for it for less than an afternoon!

But Xia Lan was very bold, she looked at this stone door closely, the height of the door was about more than a meter, even a woman had to bend down to get in, the black hole inside looked so deep that even the light could not be cast.

Want to go inside and have a look?

Xia Lan did not hesitate, took off the torch of the sacrificial platform, and deftly drilled in.

Alone, she walked through the dark secret door, which was a long passageway, with no forks or turns, but as if there was no end in sight.

Where is this going?

Even if she was as bold as her, a trace of trepidation began to appear in her heart.

When I looked back, I couldn't see the entrance I had come from.

Why don't you wait until dawn and ask her brother Xia Feng to come with her.

Xia Lan retreated, and just as she was about to turn around and go back the way she came, a buzzing voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Ahh

The sound of flapping wings was getting closer and closer, Xia Lan didn't dare to look back, squatted down and hugged her head and screamed, a group of glowing insects flew over her head, and immediately disappeared again!

"Lord Priest!"

"Xia Lan!"

When Xia Lan stumbled out of the secret passage, the people of the White Rock Tribe were also looking for her everywhere.

"What's going on?"

Xia Lan ran out with a torch and met her brother's concerned gaze.

"Xia Lan, where are you going? Why don't you go to the altar at this time? ”

Xia Feng helped his sister who rushed over, and originally wanted to complain to her, but he found his sister's frightened look.

"What's wrong with the altar?"

Xia Lan also wanted to talk about the secret passage, but when she saw that the tribesmen and her brother came to look for her, something must have happened in the tribe.

"Come and see."

Xia Feng took the torch from his sister's hand and led her out like when she was a child, and as soon as she left the cave, Xia Lan saw something abnormal.

"What is this?"

Xia Lan's mouth opened in surprise, and she was speechless in shock by the scene in front of her.

In the White Rock Tribe, there are countless points of light floating, and those glow-green points of light form a strip of light, connecting the night sky from the ground.

They had never seen anything like it.

"It's a worm in a secret tunnel."

Xia Lan recognized these points of light as the ones that had flown over her head before.

"What secret passage?"

The tribesmen all asked curiously, but Xia Lan bit her lower lip and did not answer.

Daze, the first blacksmith of the purple flower who stayed in the Baiyan tribe, looked up at the sky with another compatriot, and the two of them were not good at saying anything, but they felt that even though such a scene was beautiful, it also had a hint of ominousness.

They didn't know that the Purple Flower Tribe in the far southwest, this strange insect also rose in the dense forest, and the whole south looked up at the same sky, and no one slept peacefully this night.

Jun Qianqian seemed to have watched a movie that was too long, not to mention sleepy, she couldn't fast-forward and couldn't stop watching, and when she finally woke up, the feeling of tiredness made her very uncomfortable, and she almost suspected that she had just stayed up all night to write a hundred Li Zong papers.

"Roze......"

Jun Qianqian opened her mouth with difficulty, and she felt that she had lost the strength to open her eyes.

"Qianqian? Are you awake? ”

Luo Ze's surprised voice came into her ears, and it sounded like the man was alive and well.

Jun Qianqian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"I, ahem!"

Before she could say anything more, her thirsty throat choked.

"Stop talking and drink some water."

Luo Ze helped her up, and the leaf in his hand contained a puddle of clear water, and approached her lips.

"Hmm!"

Jun Qianqian closed her lips tightly.

"Qianqian, it's water, drink it with confidence."

Luo Ze looked at the way her little head shook hard, and smiled helplessly.

"Huh?"

Jun Qianqian, who was speechless, roared in her heart.

Where did he get the water?

Still, her lips were slightly open, and she decided to believe him this time, and the cool water flowed through her chapped lips, moistening her burning throat, and finally she was sure that it was indeed water, water without any peculiar smell.

A strong curiosity supported her to open her eyes.

"Qianqian."

Luo Ze looked at her intently, as if she was about to disappear as soon as she turned her gaze.

"Distilled water?"

As soon as Jun Qianqian turned her head, she saw countless small dirt pits around her, each of which was covered with a leaf.

"yes, you taught me the way."

Luo Ze hugged her and finally showed a relaxed smile.

He didn't give up, he survived with her.